The wicked men estranged are, ev'n from the very womb; They, speaking lies, do stray as soon as to the world they come.
Behold, I in iniquity was form'd the womb within; My mother also me conceiv'd in guiltiness and sin.
And I was cast upon thy care, ev'n from the womb till now; And from my mother's belly, Lord, my God and guide art thou.
They day and night upon the walls do go about it round: There mischief is, and sorrow there in midst of it is found.